Once Upon A Million Times ...

Once upon a time we fell in love with something.

That something became our wild aspiration at one point in time. We either maintained it, making it a fundamental part of our lives, or had to cast it to the wind.

And the wind does change.

I guess we already have a plot there!

So, what is your "Once upon a time.."?

We all seem to have a story to tell, and I believe it's evident whenever we sense a longing for someone to listen, right? We're not sure what it is we want to share with this 'good listener', for maybe our stories are too many to choose from. Yet, the fact that whatever you're transmitting is being received is kind of relieving.

Ever since I was young .. Wait, allow me to throw in some drama here..

"Once upon a time, some time ago (Ok, yeeeaaars ago..) I gave up on the fact that things last forever. Perhaps this is due to my globetrotting. My house wasn't the same, as we seemed to be moving places exactly every three years. Like it was some kind of divine milestone we had to step! Faces were not the same for the longest period; names forgotten. When you're young, you absorb all this with a tinge of juvenile excitement. But as you come of age, it wears you out and what's been absorbed overflows.

As the setting keeps on changing, you find the desire to  hang on to things. Though it can be hard to keep what is tangible, there are always those everlasting memories. And what better way to preserve them than through writing?

A paper can be your friend, you know. It will listen silently as you scribble on it; stay put wherever you put it, awaiting your return for some more words to be written.

A Once Upon A Million Times."


Hana S.